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want anyone to know that my underwear is in your pocket.”
She patted his chest once again, then moved into the dining room to find her place. Thankfully, she was right across the table from Edward and so she could see the stunned expression on his face. He looked like he’d just been hit with horrible news and he was struggling to decide what to do about it. As she pulled her chair back, he looked down at the hem of her cocktail dress, making sure that it was long enough and wouldn’t reveal anything while she sat down.
Jessica watched him, a secret smile on her face. She even put her hands on her thighs, letting him know that she was wiggling around on her chair. Edward glared at her, his face no longer an indifferent mask or even a socially amused expression. He was furious and wasn’t afraid to show it.
She smiled at her dinner companions, both men who were relatively handsome but nothing even close to how glamorous Edward was. He was like a movie star with his tuxedo and his dark skin, those intelligent eyes that saw and understood everything.
As the dinner progressed, Jessica became more distracted by Edward’s heated glances. She wasn’t exactly sure about his reaction, but she was pretty sure she would experience a bit of Edward’s passions, although she wasn’t completely sure in which emotion that passion would manifest itself. She was eager for both, hoping she could turn the negative one into the one she actually wanted to see.
The dinner seemed endless, especially since Edward continued looking her way. Each time he did, she moved slightly, her body responding to the touch from his eyes almost as if it were his hands. Unfortunately, by the time the second course was served, Edward was back to his normal rigid control. He spoke to the people on both sides of him, even the woman who had a bit too much of her ample bosom showing over the top of her low cut dress.
There were so many courses that Jessica wanted to throw her dessert across the room at Edward. She wanted a reaction, she wanted him to be looking at her like he had at the beginning of the meal. She wanted his anger or his passion or anything other than this complete indifference. He was paying more attention to the women on both sides of him than he did to her.
Jessica moved over to Edward, her mind working on Plan C as everyone walked slowly out of the dining room for coffee in the living room. Unfortunately, she hadn’t really formulated a Plan C since she’d been so excited about Plan B. So when she felt his hand on her bottom, his fingers obviously trying to determine if she had really taken off her underwear, she gasped and looked up at him, seeing the heat in his eyes. His touch had the normal affect on her and she almost jumped with his touch, her pulse increasing exponentially and she glanced up at him. “What are you doing?” she asked, her mouth slightly open when he pulled her closer. She suddenly felt that he wasn’t as immune to her pre-dinner action as she’d thought. He hid the impact well, but he growled into her ear, “You’re going to pay for this.” His voice was rough and gravelly, sending both excitement and fear down her spine.
As she stared up at him, she whispered, “I certainly hope so.”
He grabbed her hand and dragged her over to their hostess. “I’m sorry, Lana, but we have to leave early.” He reached down and air kissed her cheeks, then turned around and dragged Jessica behind him, not even allowing her to say goodbye to their hostess. Jessica waved goodbye as she tried to keep up with Edward’s long strides while he pulled her out the door and into the night.
Since Edward had just sent the message to Tim letting him know that it was time to pick them up, he wasn’t outside like he normally was when they left some place. So Edward took the opportunity to press her back against one of the long columns on the front steps of the house. The night air was cool, but with Edward’s lips on hers, kissing her as if he wanted to punish her in some way, she didn’t feel anything other than the heat of his hands and his body as it pressed against her, his hands almost lifting her